Guo Kaijia is gambling, why aren't Zhao Mo and I gambling?

What I bet is that no matter how the senses of zombies develop, but they no longer have human consciousness, but only leave the predatory instinct of animals, just like a frog will turn a blind eye to stationary insects and will inevitably prey on low-flying insects first, the zombies have only one target at this time, that is, Feng Mingjiang, who is screaming and running, and has a great movement!

If I'm wrong, it's just a matter of swinging a knife at the zombies when they pounce, and the disparity between the front and back is only a matter of seconds! At this time, it is not so much that I made a judgment through the analysis of my brain, but rather by instinct. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The problem is, I bet right.

The small group of zombies that were close at hand roared, ignoring the few people who were clinging to the wall, but chased after Feng Mingjiang frantically. And at the corner of the corridor, a small wave of zombies with a larger number of them poured out in an instant, about 10 meters from the previous wave, and they swarmed away. One of the zombies seemed to have noticed something, but as soon as it slowed down, it was knocked down by its companions behind it.

"Ahh Help me! Help me! Ah......h

At the other end of the corridor, Feng Mingjiang's mournful cry had already been heard, and the last one was clearly cut off.

Without sympathy and tears, Feng Mingjiang's death made the living more aware of a truth: there is nothing wrong with timidity and fear being human instincts, but in such a life-and-death situation, cowardice and retreat will not only not save themselves, but will kill themselves.

I don't know what everyone else is thinking at this time, but I want to say that in fact, at this moment, I have a kind of joy that I can't say. Because when Feng Mingjiang lured away all the zombies on the first floor, we at least didn't have to worry about being attacked behind us, even if it was only temporary. I know I'm a little cold-blooded with this thought, but I really think so, anyway, Feng Mingjiang is already crazy, in this case, it is impossible for us to run back to die for him, since he is dying left and right, at least this can be regarded as a contribution to all of us.

The next thing we have to do is run, this one is the slowest speed just now, completely opposite, after going down one floor, there is no longer so much wine to confuse the zombies' sense of smell, the zombies upstairs have been stirred, and it is impossible to expect the zombies downstairs to be as confused and dull as them. The only way to run over was to run to the hidden backup fire escape before the zombies surrounded it.

The floor plan of the floor is a vertical "concave" word, from the position we started from to the fire escape, almost half the distance of the first floor, this distance is not far straightened, put on the sports field, running over is a sprint, but the problem is that this corridor is not a sports field.

At this time, it was Zhao Mo who took the lead.

Zhao Mo obviously had no scruples and guilt when he swung a knife to kill zombies from the beginning, in retrospect, after I shot and exploded the heads of those zombies in the aging factory, I vomited a mess, in fact, I am just an ordinary person, and Zhao Mo is not.

Later, Zhao Mo told me that he was a person who practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his grandfather also slashed and killed devils in the **** team, and since he was a child, he told himself that a man should not drag his feet in doing things, he didn't go to college, and he didn't like to watch martial arts, because he felt that those martial arts were too fake, and it was an insult to real martial arts. But he likes to read ancient books and history books, and he can recite many ancient poems, especially Xin Qiji's sentence "Men are as dead as iron, watch and try their hands, and make up for the cracks in the sky." "What a spirit!

He knew that he was born at the wrong time, and he had to work as a security guard in a nightclub to support himself, but he has been silently sticking to his inner ideals, that kind of persistence and tenacity are ridiculous in the eyes of many people, and sometimes he feels like a waste paper and old book abandoned by this era, but he still responded to the ridicule of this era with silent perseverance.

I don't know what the consequences of this catastrophe will bring, but for Zhao Mo, he has gained a kind of relief.

For most people, the end of life is the interruption of normal life, and for some people, in the past normal life, it is more desperate, ordinary and trivial life seems to be far away, ideals will eventually be swallowed up by reality, as the days pass, people are sinking day by day, until they forget their original dreams.

And in this situation, if you can't escape death in the end, then at least you have clearly struggled, struggled, and at a critical time, you can also make a little contribution to the people you are willing to give. If you have to ask about the meaning of life, maybe it makes more sense.

Zhao Mo didn't run very fast, and his movements were not so ruthless, but when the zombie on the opposite side pounced on him, his hand fell with a knife, and the noon sun flashed on the knife, and the zombie's head had already rolled to the ground.

There was no blood splattered by this thing, and I saw the blackened pus and blood on the neck of the zombie who was cut off by Zhao Mo slowly flowing on the ground, and I only felt that what he cut off was a corpse that had been left for a whole day. The smell that emanated from the severed neck of the corpse was bloody, rancid, and there was a very indescribable, but particularly unpleasant smell, a bit like the strange smell that wafted from the chemical factory behind the house where I lived as a child.

It's disgusting, but I really think there's an artistic touch to his way of chopping zombies. People like him were not born to be numb and sink in the trivial and hopeless urban life.

In the corridor that is not open, if the zombies rush up, it is the most troublesome, so the tactics adopted by Zhao Mo are to attack more actively and form a staggered situation with the zombies. In this way, although he made himself suffer from the enemy in his abdomen, he could also make the knife round, and only in this way could he make the military machete in his hand play the maximum role of chopping.

At this time, a female zombie appeared in front of Zhao Mo, wearing a silk nightdress, according to my experience, I can judge that there is nothing in this nightdress, and I can see that this zombie has a very good figure.

Zhao Mo slashed over, but he lost his head, and the blade was embedded in the zombie's skull, fortunately, he reacted quickly, his feet kicked on the zombie's chest, and with the help of the force, the knife was pulled out, and he himself was brought by inertia, and smashed to the ground with a "bang", and the pain in the back of his head seemed to be a little dizzy.

The zombie whose head was split in half was still rushing forward, looking extremely terrifying, and Chen Yi, who was following Zhao Mo, was so frightened that Chen Yi, who was following Zhao Mo, screamed loudly. At this time, I quickly made up for it, bent over and stretched out my feet and kicked on the leg of the female zombie, the female zombie fell to the ground, thick dirty blood and slightly yellowed brains were scattered all over the ground, and a foul smell instantly diffused.

Then I turned around and pulled Zhao Mo up, Zhao Mo had been contributing before, which would have saved me at all, and then I couldn't help but tease him and said: "The figure is good, if you change me, this knife will not be able to cut it directly." ”

In fact, this time is really not a time to laugh, the time, the situation, and the mood are not right, but as soon as I teased like this, several people around me seemed to relax a lot.

Zhao Mo stood up, there was no expression on his dead face, but there seemed to be a smile in his eyes, it seems, I'm not sure, after all, teasing, that is, for a moment, we haven't gotten rid of the danger yet.

After all, zombies don't understand humor, Zhao Mo paused here, and a few swaying figures suddenly appeared in the corridor behind us, Zhao Mo frowned tightly, these zombies who came after hearing the wind were much faster than we expected.

Truth be told, the fastest speed of the zombies is close to our trot, and if we take a big stride, they won't be able to catch up at all, but they won't get tired!

"Let's go!" Zhao Mo shouted in a low voice, dragging behind him, letting me and the rest of the people walk in front of him, while he walked backwards, covering us, but his pace did not slow down at all. However, we were so nervous after all that we stumbled and had to fall if we were not careful.

"Oops!"

I turned my head to see that in order to avoid the head of a zombie that was cut off on the ground, it was the youngest female middle school student Chen Yi who fell down in the air, it was really a big head.

At that moment, I really wanted to give up on this little girl who seemed to be useless. But gritting my teeth, I still turned around and helped Chen Yi up, and pulled behind me, the two zombies had already pounced in front of me, and Zhao Mo behind me didn't even have time to swing a knife, but he quickly opened the false security door next to him, and the two zombies slammed into the iron door, and it didn't hurt to hurt them, but we also took the opportunity to get rid of them, pulled Chen Yi to catch up with the team, and finally ran to the door of the spare fire escape.

But the door was locked!

"Guan Zhen!"

Zhao Mo shouted loudly, and he didn't care about alarming the zombies at this time.

Guan Zhen doesn't need to shout to know that it's time to play his own role now, and if he can't open the door, he will definitely die! I don't know how well he does as an accountant, but I can see that Zhao Mo is still very confident in Guan Zhen's ability to open locks.

In order to buy time for Guan Zhen, Zhao Mo and I blocked it side by side, and this time the one who took the initiative to stand with us was Guan Zhen's wife Zhou Yao, she still had a bone knife in her hand, whether it was useless or not, but at least she was also angry.

The corridor is so wide, there is not much space for the three people to go to that station, Zhao Mo's face is solemn, he holds the knife in both hands, and says, "Pull out the distance, don't be knocked down!" "Zhao Mo's prompt is not unreasonable, we can't stand still and wait for all the zombies to come up, so even Zhao Mo can't use his amazing sword technique. We must kill the zombies before they swarm up. But when you go forward to kill, if there are too many zombies at once, one will be accidentally surrounded and won't be able to come back. And there are a lot of zombies, and they may be scratched or something, which is also a dead end.

But at this time, is there any choice?

Although Zhou Yao was brave when she stood up, at this time, her heart rose to her throat again, and when she saw me and Zhao Mo going forward, her hand holding the knife trembled again. However, Zhao Mo is not a ten thousand enemies, he doesn't have the posture of killing the zombies in the entire corridor in one go, but he just took me out of a distance of less than 10 meters. Actually, I look very brave, but the military thorn in my hand is not so effective, except for picking up the leak and killing the zombie who has been cut off by Zhao Mo, basically I just follow him, I didn't think too much about it at the time, I just felt that I was quite a gentleman.

Yes, I have lived for 35 years, except for the student days, I was quite passable, and how I thought about it for more than ten years, but at this moment, I really feel like a gentleman!

There are more zombies than imagined, every time Zhao Mo cuts out, it is a very accurate beheading, and the strength and speed are just right, but Zhao Mo seems to have been injured originally, so other people can only see that Zhao Mo seems to be able to slash zombies with ease, Zhao Mo himself knows very well that every time he swings the machete, his physical consumption is increasing.

As Zhao Mo himself expected, it was impossible for him to deal with all the zombies on one face at the same time, after his blade, a zombie still pounced in front of him, and his knife momentum had just passed, and he couldn't get out of his body to pick up the knife again. At this time, I went further with a tacit understanding, and the military thorn in my hand stabbed into the zombie's left eye socket very accurately, and behind the left eye was the central nervous system. Later, basically Zhao Mo slashed and killed three zombies, and I had to make up for it and kill one, I didn't know him before, but we cooperated very well.